Y/N POV

I just moved from Sweden to Brooklyn for school. This is the first time I'm going to live without my parents, and I'm this far away from home...I'm actually scared, to be honest. I was going to live with a man called Aaron Davis. I was his first exchange student. In my school description, it says that he will have a sign with my name on it, so he'll pick me up by the airport. I heave my bag off of the band and take a deep breath, looking at the corridor before me. ' This is where a new chapter of my life begins', I think and walk through the long halls of the airport. I get out to the arrivals hall, and a lot of people were standing there with signs, and flowers, and candy.... wow. I take a look around, because I don't see my name anywhere. Then, I see a sign, further back, a man with a grey jacket and a bald head, holding a sign with my name on it. I once again take a deep breath and put a smile on my tired face as I walk to him.

-Hi! I'm Y/N L/N, I say and hold out my hand.

-Hey, Aaron Davis! He says and shakes my hand.

We'll take a cab to the apartment, I don't own a car, sadly, he says. I chuckle.

-It's alright! As long as I get to sleep when we get there, I say and he chuckles. We start walking outside, but the wheel of my bag catches a small rock and it just stops.

-Dammit... I whisper at it as I try, and miserably fail, to continue to drag it after me.

-I can take that, Aaron says as he takes the bag and drag it very slowly after him as we try to find a cab that is available.

When we do, he asks me some basic questions, like: 'What do you eat for breakfast?' And 'What do you like doing on the weekends?'

And then he told me something.

-I have a nephew that comes over sometimes, on weekends and stuff, he says. I look at him in shock and then smiling.

-I'm just warning ya before you get a crush on him, he says and we laugh.

-I'm sure he's a handsome and nice guy, but no thanks, I'm good, I say and laugh, thinking about my boyfriend at home.

We arrive and Aaron leads me into his apartment. He shows me around, guides me to my own bathroom locker and my own room.

When I've packed all my stuff into the closet, I grab my earphones and Skype my boyfriend.

-Hey! I say as he picks up.

-Hi babe! What's up? He asks. His hair is all over the place, and he is in bed.

-I'm sorry I woke you up. I just, Skyped to say that I am here, all safe and sound, I say, smiling.

-Hey babe, who's that? I can hear a female voice ask, as I see blonde hair come into frame. I just stare at my boyfriend in shock.

-Baby, I can explain everything, he says. I smile.

-Don't bother, I can do it for you, I say.

-We're over, I say and hang up. I sigh and stand up from the bed, walking into the living room, where Aaron is watching a football game.

-Hey Y/N, he says. I sit down next to him.

-What's up? You were good five minutes ago? Is something wrong? He asks.

-No, I'm fine, I just... Called my boyfriend and found him cheating. So that's a bummer, I say.

-Hey, it's alright. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Also, we're going on tour of New York tomorrow, and we're getting you a card for the underground, eh? He says. I look at him and smile.

-We are? I ask.

-Yeah! So I suggest you get some sleep, so we can wake up early tomorrow and get breakfast, Aaron says and laughs. I smile at him, say goodnight and sleep as fast as my head hit the pillow.

The next day

Me and Aaron has really fun today. We went on an hop on, hop off bus around NYC, he helped me locate myself in the underground and after a full day of exploring, we bought some pizza home and we're watching a movie. After a while, I could feel the jet lag coming and I fall asleep in the middle of the movie.

Two days later:

School is starting today, and according to google maps, I will be at the school grounds in 2 minutes. I look ahead of me and see the school. It's a normal school, with red brick walls and a clock over the entrance. I smile and quicken my pace a bit. When I arrive I try to navigate myself to the principals office. In the hallway I spot a girl with dark hair and freckles. She looks just as lost as I am. I walk up to her.

-Hi! Are you new here? I ask.

-Yes I am! I am an exchange student, she says with a Russian accent.

-Me too! I'm Y/N! I say and hold out my hand.

- Tatiana, she says and shakes my hand.

-Should we try to find the principals office before the school starts? I ask. She nods and we begin walking around like lost dogs in a maze.

After a while we end up by the entrance hall and we are trying to figure out where we got wrong. Suddenly a girl with brown hair and blonde ends comes to us.

-Hi, I'm Rebecca! You two must be this years exchange students! She says. Me and Tatiana nods.

-We are looking for the principals office, Tatiana says.

-I could help you there, Rebecca says and guides us there.

The school day went by smoothly. Me and Tatiana has all our classes together, except PE and arts and/or theatre. Rebecca shares classes with us in maths and physics.

Happily I make my way to the underground, ready to get home and start planning my English homework, since that's the main reason I came here. As I take my card out of my pocket, I could feel something on my hand. I look down at it and it's a spider. Ew! I brush it off and get to my train.

The next day:

I wasn't feeling too well, so I called in sick. It's probably was because of that plane here. All the germs and stuff.

Shortly after Aaron had left for work, I get out of bed to grab some breakfast. I grab the juice carton and close the door... only, my hand is stuck onto it. So I try putting away the carton onto the surface next to me, but it won't let go, even if I shake my hand violently.

In the shock, my vision goes black and I feel myself falling to the floor.

I wake up and look all around me. Nothing hurts after the fall. I sit up and look around me. I stand up, grabbing the counter next to me. I was sweaty on my hands and slipped. But as fast as lightning, there is a bubblegum-like surface catching me and forming around the areas that is touching, or more like, should touch the floor, saving me from nasty bruises.

In panic, I reach out for the counter again, not reaching, I feel something shoot out from my hand and I hover above the floor. From my hand, to the counter, reaches a long white string, really strong for being so thin. I breathe, and then I climb from the floor using the string. I look closely at it. It looks like... spider webs?

...............

Oh god... Oh no...

-I'm a spider man....